Lyrics:
Breath
Sickness
Silent witness
Welcome to the show
Take your seats in the front row
Let the fear and the blood flow
It's a high gear death blow (Silent
Just let me give you real street shit
To rap in yo' shit with
We clap yo' seat, we whyle this heat
Keep bouncin up and down these streets
So nod yo'
or death
And she staring me in eyes
So I had to wipe my eyes
Cause this shit ain't gone fly
So I had to go, broke out then I clocked out
Now it's time
Eatin' pretty good while you lunchin' mayne
Leather seat back so my nuts can hang
Don't talk me to death, nigga, fuck your name
(Shut the fuck up)
Know
stackin' green, slime shit, like iguana
Blue Now and Later's, man, they match my persona
Big Redd, bitch, I choose death over dishonor
In a Maybach truck,
and two vehicles
Until my death, I'm Bangladesh
I suggest you hold yo' breath 'til ain't none left
Yo that's the difference
What's the difference
dead incompetence
Minor threat inside is dead
Bad company we will not keep
state of affair has turned to death, despair
For the rest of your life
law
Welcome to the house
Dogg House do it to you so vivid and raw
[Goldie Loc]
Nigga come on in and have a seat
Write a rap or make a beat no need
or poor, mighty and meek
Don't need no ticket, you've all got a seat
High up on the mountain, low down in the alley
We'll all watch the world turn into
is the champion sound, believe believe!
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
shake
He tipped his hat, and took a seat
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet
He asked my name I held my breath
I couldn't speak because
not kings
Has to die to his flesh everyday like me
One VIP
All the other seats in church are free
We're just groupies
God's the celebrity
Before
our transgressions
To the tree
So we could be forgiven
I know You'd do it all again
Your scars gave us a seat at the table
From death to life proving
Notorious Biggie killer, affiliation with Death Row
Niggas get their caps peeled back, fool, this the West Coast
Bitch, you misdemeanor, I'm raisin' hell
shake
He tipped his hat, and took a seat
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet
He asked my name I held my breath
I couldn't speak because
survived summers like saunas
Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform
Pop hurting assertive, flirted with death
Damn near murdered before my first
shake
He tipped his hat, and took a seat
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet
He asked my name I held my breath
I couldn't speak because
And it's scaring us both to death
How bout we do it the way we did when we were just kids
And we didn't know what we had
It's going by fast, gotta slow
seat
And head-butted her in the fucking throat
I awaited the imminent backlash
But to my utter surprise and glee
All the other passengers
Stood up
And if you think it's you then let me know
His window was his favourite seat
For watching history repeat
Was he cursed or was he blessed
In the end
die…darling
Deaths the common enemy, I should’ve cherished all our time
Please save a seat up in the sky
Please save a seat up in the sky, a hopeful home
shake
He tipped his hat, and took a seat
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet
He asked my name I held my breath
I couldn't speak because
shake
He tipped his hat, and took a seat
He said he hoped he hadn't stepped upon my feet
He asked my name I held my breath
I couldn't speak because
in
When the world breaks in
Same people every time around will send you to your death
They only want to keep you in their debt
Do you want your
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